He isn’t Her Prince
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Xander's satisfaction manifested in a triumphant grin. "The advantages of an imprint body," he remarked, relishing the macabre spectacle as he swung her form, akin to a slab of meat suspended.
The dildo machine was positioned high enough to reach her vagina facing upward, moving up and down continuously.
The symphony of anguished moans, tears, and droplets of saliva created an atmosphere of suffering. Lily's expression portrayed a profound sense of powerlessness, yet paradoxically, it became a source of delight for Xander.